#fromredtoblack

It’s been ages since I have written something in this space. For no reason, was not motivated to pen down my heart.

Here to give a very good news! They called us a manwhore and a slut. Yes, we are finally titled in front of the whole world for a sin that we have been committing for a few months. The sin is called Love :)

Black and I felt our first skipped heartbeat on 14th of February and since then we never looked back and by looking back I do not mean the reflection on our past, present, and future, by this I mean to experience what's right and wrong. Black was “happily” married when I came to his life and i “ruined” it. How? By showing him what Love is. I never loved someone when he came into my life and made me feel what “love” is.

This happened when people were celebrating a holy occasion and we were separated since ages to see each other’s face. We waited. We waited till he fulfilled all his responsibilities of a husband and then we got our few hours to meet. Seeing his face brightened up my whole world, I felt like a blind person who just got blessed with an eye and is now able to see the colors of the world. His touch made me alive, in a way that my body reacted to it. Reacted and felt satisfied. A wave came from down my spine and rested on my chest to tell me that YOU ARE HOME. We sat on the beach and talked about everything. From cartoons till our future, we discussed the world. It was a dream too true to be believed.

Little did we know that we had our back to the world and are facing a dream (moon) and upon turning, an Earthquake was waiting for us. Why Earthquake? because we love sea-storms and have conquered many :) This was the night when things turned dark for my Black. His wife reacted as much as she did to get things end between us and here we are…

It’s 11pm. The whole night is after me and my body has given up, yes, given up to live without him. We have decided to accept what life had ahead of us and that is “Separation”. He is with his wife, might be telling her how much he loves her and why they have to live together always for their daughter. Willingly or unwillingly, he is supposed to do this. 

The catastrophe that has hit us might get worse but this will not be an end of my love for him. For me, he is the reason to live. I won’t kill myself and will never think to do so. I will live to see him forever in front of me. I will never stop loving him for this world no matter how dark and worst these nights would be. I’ll put myself to sleep today and everyday knowing that our lips touched each other once.

I will always love my Black. I still love you, my Black.